Let it go, what passed away... why we cry.....
We have no space to keep what is to come.....
If u can, then hold what is to come....
Its the destiny that never punish us for mistake......
Then why we are crying at destiny.....
The ample amount of sun still kept for us.....
What we thought once best for us...
More than that can be done if we really want to do.....
Then why we will cry.......
Let it go, what passed away...
We walked miles ahead to birth.......
We still have to walk miles ahead to death....
Where should we have, is not defined......
Where we would have, we have to define....
If everything depends upon us....
Then why this cry for that isn't meant for us..
Let it go, what passed away...
It may not be done, I agree....
But it doesn't mean nothing can be done.....
Its too dark, may be.....
But one candle is enough....
With the candle of hope.....
We can win, I know....
We can win, I know.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem